She’s swift of foot and keen of eye. It’s what makes her a good explorer, it’s what makes her incredible at what she does. Selene was never going to be anything else, so it really didn’t matter if she was good or not. An entire lifetime to perfect your craft, that’s what grandad always said. He… he’d been the best at what he did, too. He’d raised so many of them, anyone who needed it. Selene had needed him, and he’d been there. There was something incredible about that. With a pang in her chest, she realized just how much she missed him.
The best thing to do was honor him now. Live life to the fullest, do everything in her power to be phenomenal. Be the go anywhere, do anything she was meant to be. Learn every inch of every land, and… and make him proud. That was the idea, right?
So she would learn these caves, but not stray too far from the surface today. Things were interesting down here, and warmed than on the surface. A break from the wind was nice. The moonscorned would make her home down here for the evening, staying safe from the world above.
The moonscorned was not alone. There was someone else down here, someone who called out. Her tail wagged softly, eyes glimmering softly in the low light. ”Warmer down here than it is up there,” her voice is light, ringing out like a bell. She looks now to the stranger, head quirking softly to the side. There’s something a little awkward about Selene, but she’s friendly enough. Soft. Bright, even in the unsure darkness of the caves. ”At least it was when I came down, is it still breezy up there?” Conversation. She’s not the best at conversation. Working on it, as always.
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